Flash Fiction Friday – Aka, my attempt to overcome crippling perfectionism. She’d wash that man right out of her hair. She stood under the torrent and let the heat work it’s magic on her tense shoulders. It didn’t matter if his face was absolutely perfect. It wasn’t her fault he was basically her idea […]
Flash Fiction Friday, aka, my attempt to let go of crippling perfectionism. The apartment came fully furnished, and everything smelled just slightly off. But it was theirs. Privacy. Finally. They could be loud. They could naked in the living room. No roommates would heckle her performance. Her mother would come home, unannounced, in the middle […]
(If you are not aware of Gor, oh, are you missing out. And by “missing out,” I mean, “I envy your blissful ignorance.”) Rodney Dragondong did stealthily creep across his vast landholdings at Orchard Grace Retirement home, his two-handed man-blade peace-tied to his back. He had an honorable mission to accomplish, and no low-born […]
